Falsifying history is good business

Chapter 235: The "Saint" Controlled by Others

The writing styles of the two letters are very different.

Dumbledore's letter consisted of only a few words, briefly mentioning that Constantine had arrived in Mexico ahead of schedule via the Floo Network, and then mentioned that he would continue to investigate O'Dimm and control the "Saints" to prevent any further trouble. Apart from that, he did not say much else, for fear that writing one more letter would add burden to the owl.

Constantine's letter was lengthy and detailed, covering everything from how the two sides kept in touch to how they cooperated, as well as Constantine's own speculations on the incident, and even various slang and swear words were interspersed between the lines.

Along with the letter came two ancient and strange wooden talismans, saying that Constantine sensed the approach of demons from hell, so he gave them to Lin You specifically for self-defense - but they looked like low-quality handicrafts used to cheat tourists on the streets of Mexico.

By the time Lin You finished reading the letter, nearly half an hour had passed; Helena had already driven the car to the first destination.

Lin You didn't have a map, so it was difficult to tell the direction. He could only judge from the direction he had driven before that this was a mountain village in the southern part of the Sierra Madre Oriental Mountains.

The village is not big, with a dozen houses scattered on and off the mountain. On the ridge stands a white wooden Catholic church, which is the highest building in the village and also the most glamorous in appearance.

The Catholic Church in Mexico is indeed very powerful; after all, the Spanish colonial movement was a two-pronged approach of using the Bible and guns. After hundreds of years of operation, the church has deep roots; no matter where there are people, there may be no hospitals, no schools, and even no government or other public power institutions, but there must be no churches.

The car drove along the mountain road and stopped at the door of the church. Helena took the identity certificate provided by the parish to find the person in charge of the church.

"Why are you so sure that the things are hidden in the church? There is no rule that the bishop can only hide things in the church, right?" Lin You looked at Helena's excited look after she reached an agreement with the person in charge of the church. He was bored and deliberately made trouble and raised questions.

"Do you think I'm as stupid as you? We have searched all of Portillo's properties, including those closest to him. Of course, if he rented a safe in a Swiss bank, that would be another matter. But the current situation is that the Holy Lance is not in Portillo's hands."

"You still haven't told me why you think the Holy Spear is in the church?" Lin You sat on the steps of the church, watching Helena busying around, moving the luggage out of the car.

"Because since 1946, there has been a priest of unknown origin in the diocese under the jurisdiction of Bishop Portillo. This priest has never reported to the Vatican and is not a real clergyman, but he preached in three different churches until his death two years ago."

Lin You suddenly realized: "You suspect that the priest is an SS officer, and this is one of the three churches where he once served?"

"If you answer correctly, there is no reward."

"Although this village has a small population, it is quite large. If we just find a hilltop and dig a hole to bury the Holy Spear, how will you find it?" Lin You kept attacking the other party.

"This is the most frustrating part of archaeological work." Helena also sighed, "What's more frustrating than looking for a needle in a haystack is that you don't even know if there is a needle in the haystack. But you can only draw a conclusion after you have fished for it once."

"Ms. Helena, you still refuse to tell the truth?" Lin Yougeng sighed, "You either have a special method or tool to find the Holy Lance, or you have a more specific clue. A priest with unknown origins and Bishop Portillo are not worth your return to Mexico in person."

Helena stopped dragging the suitcase and turned to look at Lin You, with a half-smile on her face, but more helpless: "Has anyone ever told you that you are too smart to be a child?" Lin You said frankly: "Yes, and quite a lot."

"Okay, tomorrow; when I start working tomorrow, you'll know the reason." Helena still didn't say it directly, but pushed the suitcase into the church.

Lin You did not ask any more questions and kept sitting on the steps without getting up, as if he was waiting for someone. It was not until the sun was setting and there was no one around that he heard a few slight "crackling" sounds in his ears.

Four elderly white men in gray-black suits and bowler hats appeared in front of the church. They were of different heights, weights, and bodies, but they were all old, with wrinkles all over their faces and their backs more or less hunched.

In addition, each of the four held a wand in their hands, with different materials, colors, and shapes.

"Dear 'Saints', have you not received new orders from Grindelwald yet?" Lin You looked up at the newcomer, his eyes as curious as a child's. "He has terminated all actions against Ms. Helena Shaw. If you don't believe me, you can wait patiently for a day or two. New orders should be delivered soon, thus avoiding conflict between us."

The four of them were silent and motionless. Lin You looked at the four of them, but found that their eyes were dull and he could not get any response; he could not help but sigh in his heart.

"Don't tell me that a dignified 'Saint' could be put under the 'Immortal Curse'!"

Just as Earl Goff was about to stand up, the four "saints" attacked together. The light of the spell burst out from the tips of the wands, like a sharp arrow breaking through the air.

Almost in an instant, the four of them cast at least twelve spells; "Thunder Explosion", "Bone Shattered into Pieces", "Flying Sand and Rocks". Although there was no black magic, they were all spells that could seriously injure people. When they collided with the "Armor Protection", a sharp explosion was made.

The silent, wandless "Armor Protection" bought Lin You time to stand up straight and draw out his wand; when the shield constructed by magic shattered, he was also ready for battle.

In Lin You's hand, the gloomy wooden wand was waved freely like a musician's baton; the sound of the spell breaking through the air was like the notes of a symphony, no matter how ups and downs it was, it was led by the rhythm of the baton.

A huge amount of magic power was released from the wand, accurately destroying the magical structure of each spell; the disordered magic power after the magic was broken scattered everywhere, like evaporating and sublimating water, disappearing without a trace.

In the intervals of shattering the magic, the gloomy wooden wand pointed at the "saints" in front of it one by one; one, two, three, four, the four were knocked down one after another at the same time interval.

Lin You was very measured in his attack. Facing countless spells with incredible lethality, he only gave the opponent four "fainting" spells.

A battle between wizards ended in less than a minute.

The church was far away from other buildings, and the howling mountain wind on the ridge also covered most of the sounds; the battle did not attract the attention of bystanders.

(End of this chapter)